boring

[brightbluegirl]

I've been a good little girl and worked all morning. I've accomplished quite a bit, and now I'm going to give my fuzzy brain a rest while I write here.

Last night was nothing special. I met Andrew at the library, we got more books (oooh, books!), and since he'd had hardly anything to eat all day, I took him out for a "first day of work dinner". Well, that and it was his first day of work. I mean, DUH.

So we ate and walked home, and once home I lay in bed (I didn't feel all that well yesterday - tired and alternating spurts of dizziness with nausea) while he called his family and with lots of ums and ahs, told them he "proposed" and I said yes (since we really don't know what to call it, I mean, ok, we'd talked about it before hand, we had agreed we wanted a commitment ceremony of some sort, and that we were definitely committed to each other, but no marriage, no engagement ring (yet again, I'm not property), and it was up to him to ask me when he was certaincertaincertain, because I know I'm overwhelming and strongwilled and I can ride roughshod over people if I'm not careful, and it was super important to me that if we went into this, it was because we BOTH wanted it, not just me, but for the gods' sake, it is NOT marriage!).

Oh yes, and in the mail was a package from Pfloide! Huzzah! Pfloide, the books look fantastic. I haven't read any of her stuff, but the first pages of each of them looked really great. Thank you so much!!!

(Ah, the way to my heart - books)

So I read in the bath for awhile, then we stretched, then went to bed. That was it.

Except, of course, Andrew still has this horrible cough, so he kept me up for hours coughing. He'd stop for awhile, I'd start drifting off.... then he'd cough again. Poor Andrew! Although when you're tired and half asleep and you want to sleep, it's a lot easier to feel growly at the coughing person than to be understanding. (Well, that's the way it is for me)

So he finally chugged enough cough syrup that it got better after 1 sometime. That's not so great, though, because then goddamned BEAR DECIDED TO CRY AT THE DOOR AT 6:30!!!!!!

*SNARL*

So I got up, sprayed the cat with the water bottle, peed, and went back to sleep until 8. I got here an hour late, but at least I'm functional.

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Today I'm feeling fat, which is wierd, because I'm wearing my old black combat pants, that used to be tight on me, and they're loose. I mean they should be, I weigh 20 lbs less than when they were tight on me.

But I'm still feeling fat because I'm frustrated with myself over not losing. Of course, I'm not losing because I'm not putting any effort into watching my calories, but hey. Whatever.

Comments

[bethie8888.livejournal.com]

I need to get a water bottle.....cat wrangling is becoming a necessity.

Sounds like you need to do something nice for your body ;)

[pfloide.livejournal.com]

Both books get much better as you get into them - at least so I found. I got them because I like her books on Tarot, then I realized they were just the sort of thing you might like. I'll probably get another copy of Unquenchable Fire for myself at some point.